This was one guy that couldn't say no. She turned and acknowledged him.He spoke, "Would you like to go somewhere quieter?"She shook her head in reply...."I can't leave the premises, I should be on duty." I've got a room here. Number 208. See you there as soon as I can."Wilona's heart beat faster and then her guilt responses took over. "You are meant to be relaxing and from what the newspapers say, that means you are celibate." Don't take any attention of the press. The manager doesn't, why should. I wondered what had happened during the night. Who was the man in my dream? Was I dreaming? I got up to prepare for the day before I made myself more creeped out and decided to leave. I threw the sweater on the bed, grabbed some clothes and went to shower. Overcoming my disgust, I used the shower in the bathroom. I came back to the bedroom to make the bed, and I noticed the sweater was no longer laying on it. I looked around and couldn't find it anywhere, when I opened the closet door it was. He pulls it out again and KNOWS he has me right where he wants me... BEGGING for him to put it back in.My body arches backward to try to get to his cock. Grinding against him. Trying to wriggle my ass back onto that delicious dick. He teases me farther by grabbing my pussy and yanking my pelvis forward.His fingers really sinking into the roof of my pussy and totally in control of my g-spot. OMG, I'm about to pass out with desire, my tits get hard, not just the nipples, but the entire breast. It's your fault!" Meagan repeated again. "You should have more videos of Peter cumming, and then I wouldn't have to go looking at porn sites to find what I want to watch. These guys don't cum like Peter does anyway. Well, the one came more, but that video was weird somehow." It's a fake." Debbie stated. "But that's not the important part of that video! One of the actresses called the other one Mom! Do you expect me to start jacking Peter off while you watch?" Well, no, but..." But what?" That.